Whispers of Falling Petals
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Son yayınlanan Sal, Şub 10, 2026
And maybe they'll notice
once the garden is bare -
but by then,
her whispers will be gone,
carried away
with the last falling petal.
A lonely soul, tangled in silence and sorrow, writes to find clarity in chaos.
Each poem is a fragment of feeling-heavy with pain, haunted by questions, and echoing the voices she cannot quiet.
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